Writing Prompt

Hands outstretched

The only thing to grasp;

my escaping breath

How did it come to this?

It would be a stretch to say I don’t know

Though pushed into the deep end,

T’was I who approached the depths

The plunge is only natural.

Father Time stretched a hand to me,

but seemed it futile,

leaving Mother Nature to her cause

Her embrace smothering.

I hear the sound of the stretcher

Overlapping echoe...

The stretch in time

Want me to die

To do you hold ties

It’s time to say goodbye

Why you hold my hand

Try to stretch out your love

But yet I am going away

Forever till the end

I see your life in a line

It stretches or shortens

At the minute

Soon you will be next to me

Your time has passed

And I stretch out my hand

To bring you in

Into the gates of hope...

Minutes stretch into days,

In the blink of an eyes.

Wishing for us to stay,

But time just flies.

Days stretch into months,

In the moments shared.

This cannot just be this once,

Gone were the moments scared.

Months stretch into a decade,

In the life we gave.

This trust does not fade,

But the crest of a wave.

Decades stretch into a lifetime,

In our legacy we prize.

We are last to the line,

But it...

Love is such a word

it shows utmost emotion

It is a stretch for the human mind

to comprehend

Love is much a feeling

of warmth and safety

of someones afrms stretching around you

in an embrace

Love is that of flowers

That stretch across feilds

Kissing the groud

Holding the skies tears

Love is around us

In everything we see

Stretching throughout the galaxy

Love is quite beautiful

Don’t you thin...

Maybe it’s a stretch to say you like me

A stretch to think that you’ll notice me

A stretch to look at your sweater and think I’ll wear it someday

Or maybe all these dreams

Are worth something

And it’s not a stretch at all

Maybe your arms will hold onto mine and stretch far in the air as we laugh

I know it’s a stretch to imagine these fantasies

But maybe one day you’ll notice

How much I reac...

Her back bent to planting

Spring after spring

Until winter stiff

Froze its stretch

A long stretch

Her life of planting

Seeds still growing

Four children and ten grand

Her memory lost

Like an autumnal dandelion head

Seeds overstretched, blown

Into the wind, nothing left

Her days done, family bereft

Only one seed left to plant

Her body stretched

Into the earth....

Toddlers wanting snacks to eat

Stretch on tippy toes to reach the cupboard

School kids wanting to impress their teacher

Stretch their arm up high to be called on

Young adults wanting to impress each other

Stretch the truth about their accomplishments

Adults paying for lifestyle, children, college,

stretch their income for survival...

I stretch in the grass,

My hands lay flat,

Flowers smell like sweet perfume,

And even the wind blows away my fume.

My fingers stretch apart,

They slide without fault upon the grass,

Curling up and falling down.

My arms curve above my head

Like a I’m holding up the land.

My legs stretch down,

And my neck curves around,

Around at the sky and

Around as I lie.

The land stretches on fart...

Stretch the truth just a little

So that I can believe in my ability to bend this way

Like a pretzel

Or the “truth” you spoke this morning

That anyone could stretch in temperatures like these

And find themselves refreshed

Like cold water

On my ever drying tongue

To compliment my form is a bit of a stretch

As I am tilting in the front row

Like a buffoon

Juxtaposing the gods around me

I g...

I threw love on the other side so it can stretch out. Blindly knowing what destiny laid out. Choices unraveling. Heavy thoughts weighed out leaving a clear path for the other hand to play out.

Fingers moved so relaxed across the soul, swiftly spreading a vibe. Touching the spirit. A gentle stretch occurred as they got loose, ready to grab what lied ahead. Acting on pure feelings each tip breathe...